The worst part of it for me was if I agreed that my late husband Had already seen a programme and said that I hadn’t so could I please watch it he would get into a huff and storm off to bed.
Then after about half an hour he would come storming back in shouting “ where the bloody hell have you been” Meaning that because he was in bed so should I be. Even if it was mid afternoon.
Then after about half an hour he would come storming back in shouting “ where the bloody hell have you been” Meaning that because he was in bed so should I be. Even if it was mid afternoon.
